Being with out you has turned ot to be so inconvenient
And wishig I was with you just seems to use up all my time
You've been gone so long that it's hard to recall
Just how the dream went
And all but this broken heart in me I guess is doing fine
Chorus:
Is it sill over, are we still through
Since my phone still ain't ringing I assume It still ani't you
I've half a mind to take the time to find somebody new
But I'm not too sure that I'm still over you
That lie that I tried to slip by you
Was told with good intentions
It was just another way to say I love you
And protect you from the truth
Half a pound of cure is surel worth a half an ounce of pure prevention
And trying to explaine while I'm insane
Is th Hardest thing I've ever tried to do
Chours
If I repeat myself it's cause I've nothing else to do
And I'm not too sure that I'm still over youThink that I'm a loser
'Cause my pants are really too low
Think that I'm a slob
'Cause I got holes in my shoes
Think my cock is like
I like my dirty shirt
Well you can fuck off
'Cause I'm working sixty a week
You think that life is really tough
When your pappy won't buy
You a brand new car
Take a girl out she won't fuck you
After you just brought her a gram of coke
You spent all your money on shitty coke
I'm not a loser! That's right,
I'm not a loser!
Cruise down the boulevard
Wasting mommy's gas while you're
Looking for kicks on Friday night
You're only goal in life
Is to smoke a joint
And decide how you're gonna get
Laid tonight
You are a fucking son-of-a-bitch
You arrogant asshole
Your pants are too tight
You fucking homo
You suck, Mr. Buttfuck
You don't belong here
Go away you fucking gay
I'm not a loser!